Eva Vorlíčková

“I actually had that exit directly to Zitna Street. A gentleman in a long coat was walking in front of the entrance all the time. We got the impression that they were after me, that he's some kind of STB. And it was at the time when I had a huge bag of prepared materials. And I thought to myself, it's screwed, it's a waste of work if I have to take it out now, and how do I do it. And even the Deputy Economic Officer knew what I was doing there, so he always said to me: 'Be careful today, you have him there again.' So, I thought I had to get it out somehow, so I involved my friend who worked in an accountant department in the Book. I called Květa. 'Květa, come here, I need to take out this bag. Now I will go out, I will go right up, and you will go left. ‘It was arranged by Dana Nemcova, and somebody takes it over there. I went out, he followed me and Kveta took it like this. So, we saved it.”

“On November 22, 1978, when I was in the second year, my mother died. I was sixteen and half years old. The harshest thing was that already in January our comrade director held a meeting with a local chronicler. He came to our class, began to talk about history, and then it led to the fact that only the factory owners and exploiters controlled Ledeč and that it was quite nice that they are slowly starting to die out. And I have to say, it was very impressive from my classmates, we all got up and left the classroom.”

“In 1975, when she [mother] looked really bad, because her cancer was returning for about eight years. The first operation was when I was eight years old. Then it was good for a while, and then it began to return. She humbly asked to see her brother for the last time, whom she loved. She was allowed to see him; she was given an exit clause as it was the practice back then. However, a few days before our departure a black car stopped and two gentlemen got off. Mom went to a room with them and closed the door, after an hour they left, she cried and didn't go anywhere. It was the StB's who said to her, 'We'll let you go, but you have to bring us information about these people.' Mom said that she was not going to spy on anyone in England. So she wasn't going anywhere. And that is one of the things I will not forgive the Bolshevik. There is not even little humanity in their ideology.”

“Mom woke up that day at four in the morning, twenty-first, started shaking my dad and said to him: 'Zdeník, Zdeník, wake up, I had a terrible dream, I had a terrible dream.' Dad said, 'Please, lay down and sleep.' - 'No, Zdenik, the Russians are taking over us.' Dad said, 'Please, such nonsense.' After an hour he turned on the radio and found that the Russians were taking over us.'